Is It Too Late For Love? (A Phinbella Story)

Prologue

PHINEAS' POV:

I woke up in the morning, and greeted Ferb and Perry good morning as I went outside. I underwent the usual things you do after waking up.
Ah, another perfect summer day! I thought, as I inhaled the fresh air.

Ferb followed me outside, and there we found Baljeet and Buford, waiting to get in from the fence gate. I let them in, and Baljeet spoke up.

"Hey, I just found out that the Spinosaurus actually walked on all fours sometimes, like a croco--Hey! Buford! Lemme go!" He said, struggling to get free from Buford's wedgie.

As usual, Isabella comes in, enthusiastically greeting me with "Hey, Phineas, whatchadooin?"

I smile.

ISABELLA'S POV

As soon as he smiled, my whole mind went crazy. I just know, Phineas and I are destined for each other! He just doesn't realize it. I'm sure, pretty soon, he will. I daydreamed more about him until his voice pulled me back to reality.

"So, as I was saying, Isabella, will you be my girlfriend?" Phineas said. Or so, I thought. Darn my daydreams!

"Uh, Phineas, can you say it again?"

"I said, Isabella, will you please get that toolbox for me? Thanks."

"Oh.."

I got the toolbox and handed it to him, as he was making his newest invention, which reveals who a certain person's crush is. I hope it doesn't get tested on--

"Isabella, would you like to go first?"

"No, thank you."

"I insist. Plus, I wont take a look at it until we're both 18."

"Fine."

I stepped inside the machine, and waited for Phineas' signal to come out.

PHINEAS' POV

As soon as I got the results, I printed them and kept them in my room, obviously without looking at it. Curiosity flooded me, but I fought against it. I would never break promises. Never in a platypus' lifetime. Wait, how long do platypus live again? Nevermind.

Anyway, I got outside again, and, as usual, I couldn't find Perry anywhere.

Isabella was still daydreaming. Who knows who she's daydreaming about? Well, I don't. Obviously it's in my room. But still, promises aren't supposed to be broken.

I observed Isabella for a while, since everybody else was busy. I really like how her long, black hair sparkles. And, those eyes, they shine like stars! Wait, sorry, got distracted. I have no idea what I'm doing.